In the weeks leading up to this move, I was feeling pretty down. Actually, “down” is both a massive understatement & a bit of a misnomer; what I was feeling can better be described as “all-consuming panic” as I tried to come to terms with making the conscious decision to leave a life of relative peace & comfort for one of upheaval & unknown. Needless to say, I was not always in a great place, & while I tried to conquer those fears by confronting them, recognizing them, admitting them, the fact remains that I was… well, just not always in a great place.
In the interest of self-care, sometimes
you need to do ridiculous things to try to make yourself feel better, even if
they’re just Band-Aids solutions to much bigger problems. That’s why, last
week, to try to raise my own spirits, I purchased a dragon onesie – adult-sized,
you know, for myself.
Yep. A dragon onesie.
I’d read about Kigurumi.ca, a onesie site, on Abby’s blog, & I’d been hankering
to get in on the weird, fleecey, cartoon-costumed fun ever since. As it turns
out, lots of other great people also own animal onesies, so either A) it’s not that weird after
all, or B) I know a lot of weird people & am in good, weird company. Thanks, Internet.
I had my onesie shipped to my new address, & it arrived yesterday. What better
way to begin a Monday? As it turns out, the extreme drop crotch makes me feel a little
bit like a dragon incarnate of Justin Bieber, but overall, how can I complain
about a dragon onesie?
That's right. I can't.
Brb while I rap Lil Wayne lyrics.